Page 92 of A City of Emeralds and Envy
Tonight, Riordan draws me close and removes my clothing himself, piece by piece. Last of all, he kneels before me and slides my panties down my legs. He leans in, flicking my clit with the tip of his tongue, and I gasp.
Caer laughs from a few paces away, where he and Jasper are disrobing. “She’s always so beautifully sensitive, isn’t she?”
“Fuck yes,” Riordan replies. “Lie down on the bed for me, kitten. Arch your knees and open your thighs wide. I want to see every bit of your pussy.”
Heart pounding, I relax on the bed and part my legs as ordered. Riordan pries back the lips of my sex with his thumbs, exposing my entrance, which I know must be glistening with arousal. Caer and Jasper, now fully naked, peer over his shoulders, licking their lips. The sight of their lithe bodies and erect cocks is almost enough to make me come—I think I could orgasm with a few clever touches.
And Riordan is the expert at delivering such precise stimulation.
“Aren’t you going to undress?” Caer asks Riordan. There’s a suppressed craving in his voice, a hunger he can’t quite hide. Ever since the barriers between the two of them came down, their passion for each other has only increased. More than once, I’ve rounded a corner to find Caer on his knees, worshiping Riordan’s cock with his tongue or taking its thickness in his ass. Yet their lust for each other never seems to dull their devotion for me. If anything, the fire among the three of us burns hotter than ever. And Jasper is equally entranced, showing his love by cooking for us, performing the necessary cleaning spells on the house, and licking any part of us that he deems in need of attention.
Lucky for me, humans with Fae partners experience a stronger libido, and are able to orgasm more often—otherwise I’d despair of keeping up with them. It’s a wonderful part of being in a Fae-human relationship—one I discussed at length with Clara and Louisa when we were visiting the Court of Delight—and one I’m eager to take advantage of this evening.
With a heated glance at Caer, Riordan straightens and takes off his clothes. He does it slowly, one piece at a time, while the rest of us practically salivate for him. His body is the most muscular, rippling with strength beneath the rich brown skin. When he drops the pants, his cock bounces out, huge and thick, glinting with precum at the tip. Jasper lunges forward a little, as if he wants to lick it, but Riordan pushes him back. “I’m taking Alice first. Amuse yourself with Caer until I say otherwise.”
With a soft whimper, Jasper flings himself at Caer, and they entwine at once, their cocks pinned between their stomachs as their mouths meet.
Watching my men together is one of my favorite things—but tonight Riordan takes my chin and guides my gaze back to him. “Eyes on me, kitten.”
And I comply, because his face is another of my favorite things.
He runs a hand down the thin gold leash, then settles the slim chain right between the lips of my pussy, right over my clit. He works it a little deeper, then pulls it taut, wrenching a gasp from me as the stimulation races through my belly.
“Oh gods, Riordan,” I breathe.
His stern expression breaks a little, pleasure curving his lips. He loves eliciting these reactions from me. “Turn over, kitten.”
I flip onto my belly, and he threads the rest of the chain length through the groove of my bottom, so it’s pulled tight against both my clit and my asshole. The flex of the delicate chain links against those sensitive parts is almost more than I can bear.
Still holding the chain, Riordan smooths his hand over my bottom, his scarred fingers raising delicious chills along my skin. He runs a hand up my spine, then hooks his fingers into the back of the collar around my neck. At the same moment, he pulls the chain suddenly tight.
I squeal as the leash rubs through my pussy and ass. Riordan wiggles it slightly, and with a cry of surprise I come, sharply, wildly, with the tug of the collar against my throat and my arousal soaking my thighs. My clit pulses against the gold chain.
“Good girl.” Riordan’s voice rolls through my tremoring body, a dark blessing. “Lift your ass for me.” The chain relaxes, pooling loose on the bed, and I lift my rear as he requested.
“Look at that little pussy quivering,” Riordan murmurs, stroking a finger through my wetness. I jump at the touch, whimpering.
“Gods, I’m going to come,” rasps Caer, and I turn my head to the other side just in time to see him stroking both his cock and Jasper’s in the tunnel of one hand. He spurts wildly, splattering Jasper’s chest and his own, and Jasper comes too, more softly, a creamy fount of cum dripping over Caer’s fingers. Jasper’s pointed ears turn bright red every time he comes, and I think it’s adorable.
Then Riordan enters me, and my mind whites out—a blank, glorious blur at the feel of him, the immense size of him. I moan, my voice joining the faint moans of Caer and Jasper as they kiss, riding out their joint orgasm.
Riordan slams into me, his Fae strength dominating my slim human form. I love it when he tantalizes me delicately, and I love it when he takes me like this—brutal strength, a rough claiming. He thrusts with a violent, frenzied rhythm that means he has abandoned all restraint, he has lost himself completely in me, and me alone.
I come again, shrieking breathlessly at the force of the pleasure rocketing through my belly—but he’s still going, still fucking me with all his power. Jasper climbs onto the bed, scraping my hair out of my face and holding it for me while I’m fucked. Caer lies on his belly, watching my expression while he licks Jasper’s cum from his fingers.
Riordan comes with a roar, shoving deep inside me. He throbs hard in my pussy, grasping my hip for leverage.
After a few moments, he pats my bottom affectionately, then pulls out. I can feel his release dripping slowly from my sex.
“Clean it up,” Riordan orders the other two, and they crawl around behind me on the mattress. Caer rises on his knees, scoops up some of the cum with the head of his cock and slides himself inside me, fucking Riordan’s cum slowly back into my body.
“So good,” he moans, gliding in and out. “How do you always feel this good?”
“More, Caer, please,” I pant, and he increases his speed, driving deeper. My breasts quiver with every thrust, and waves of warmth mount inside me, bringing me closer to the edge.
When Caer shudders and groans, filling me afresh, Jasper takes the Cat’s place, kneeling behind me and easing in before Caer’s cum has a chance to slide out.
Riordan and Caer lie on either side of me as I kneel there, trembling, with my ass still up. They stroke my back and my hair until Jasper comes with a long, glorious vibration that sends me into another intense orgasm.
